"Brother Xu, safety first! Only by living well can you have the opportunity to do what you want. ”

Du Sheng glanced down at his watch, and after watching him and Ding Li put the body armor inside their shirts, he told him very cautiously.

"Thank you Brother Du for your concern, I will protect myself!"

"Mr. Du, don't worry, even if I die, I won't let Brother Qiang lose a piece of skin!"

Xu Wenqiang nodded heavily with a touched face, and Ding Li clenched his fists even more, glaring at the boss with his triangular eyes.

"Ali, don't say anything about dying or not dying, I hope you both live well!"

After a short period of getting along, coupled with the friendship of sending body armor, the relationship between Du Sheng and Ding Li has also become a lot closer, and they are much more casual than at the beginning.

"I'll go back first, and call me when it's done."

Du Sheng patted Ding Li and Xu Wenqiang on the shoulders, turned around with his bag and walked out.

He had planned to give the watch to Xu Wenqiang, but thinking that the other party was going to do something at night, he temporarily dispelled this idea and prepared to give it again tomorrow.

"Brother Qiang, Mr. Du is so good. Even this life-saving treasure is willing to give it to us. ”

As soon as Du Sheng left on the front foot, Xu Wenqiang and Ding Li arranged tonight's affairs, checked the pistol pinned to their waists, and followed out the door.

"Ah Li, you remember, what you do to me in the future will do to Brother Du, he not only saved my life, but also helped us a lot! You're right, the two body armors he gave us are treasures that money can't buy! Brother Du gave us a life! ”

Xu Wenqiang turned his head while driving the car and said with great emotion.

"Don't worry, Brother Qiang, I understand!"

Ding Li nodded vigorously, and secretly took Xu Wenqiang's words to heart.

Even if Xu Wenqiang didn't say this, Ding Li was actually very grateful to Du Sheng.

"Boss, bring me two specialty dishes, another soup, a pot of wine, and a bowl of rice!"

After leaving the Meihua Theater, Du Sheng did not go back to the hotel directly, but found a restaurant that looked good along the way to worship his five internal organs temple.

"Okay, this master, please go upstairs."

Xiao Er bent down and greeted warmly, and respectfully took Du Sheng to a window position on the second floor.

It's almost seven o'clock now, and the restaurant's business is not bad. There were four or five tables of guests on the first floor, and two tables of people were eating on the second floor.

"Why do you feel like the atmosphere is a little weird?"

Du Sheng frowned secretly, the two tables of guests on the second floor looked a little strange. There was only one person at the nearest table, and when he came up from the stairwell, he saw that this person was wearing a long robe, with a not very obvious scar at the corner of his eye, short hair, and hard features.

In front of him was a plate of peanuts, a plate of beef, and a pot of wine, and he was silently drinking to himself.

At the other table, there were three young people, all three of whom had solemn expressions, with one chopstick and no chopsticks holding the dishes on the plate, and the corners of the eyes of the three were secretly staring at the man in the long shirt.

"It's not going to be so unlucky, how do I feel like something is going to happen?"

Du Sheng really wanted to stand up and leave immediately, and he couldn't help but secretly cry out in his heart that he was unlucky.

Intuitively, he could feel that the guests at these two tables were definitely not ordinary people, and now he regretted that he didn't put on the other body armor when he went out.

"Smack!"

Du Sheng, who had been secretly guarding the two tables, was just about to get up when he heard the sound of chopsticks crisply placed on the table. It was such a seemingly simple action, and he saw out of the corner of his eye that the three young men in Mao suits at the other table trembled at the same time, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to his waist.

At this time, Du Sheng also noticed that the waists of the three people were bulging, and the fools knew that they had guys hidden in them.

"Finally can't help but do it, hehe, the surname Qian didn't come, you dare to do it?" The man in the long shirt drank all the wine in the cup without hurry, and put the wine glass on the table before sneering softly to himself.

"Zhou Hao, don't be complacent, Boss Qian is already on his way, you can't leave today!"

An impatient young man suddenly stood up from his chair, and the muzzle of the black hole was pointing at the head of the man in the long shirt without obliqueness.

When his two companions saw him pull out their guns, they took them out, and all three of them stared at the man in the long shirt as if they were facing a great enemy.

"It's really unlucky, you have to stuff your teeth when you drink cold water, and you can encounter this kind of thing when you come out for a good meal!"

Du Sheng's heart hung in an instant, and he sat motionless on the chair, pinching the root of his thighs with both hands, otherwise his hands and feet would have trembled with fright. It was three real pistols, and he was unfortunately sitting diagonally across from the man in the long shirt, and if the three young men in tunics fired, if the bullet missed a little, he might be in a tragic.

"The dish is coming~~!"

When the two sides were tense, the shopkeeper habitually shouted with wine and food, and waited two or three steps up the stairs before seeing someone pull out a gun above.

"Smack!"

"Bang bang bang!"

The shopkeeper was frightened by the scene in front of him, and the wine and food on the tray fell to the ground with a snap.

At the same time, Du Sheng only heard three cold gunshots in his ears, and his handsome face turned white in an instant.

When he held back the fear in his heart and slowly looked up in front of him, he found that the three young men who had just pointed a gun at the man in the long shirt had all fallen to the ground at this time, and there was a hideous blood hole in the center of each eyebrow.

"Ahh Kill! Kill! ”

After being stunned for a moment, the shopkeeper came back to his senses and screamed in horror, and ran downstairs with a roll. He didn't take two steps and his feet slipped, and Du Sheng saw him roll down the stairs with his teeth and claws like a king.

"Fence me off! You must not let Zhou Hao go! ”

"You guys guard the front door, you go around the back door!"

"I'm going to catch him tonight no matter what, dead or alive!"

Downstairs, there was a constant stream of footsteps and the sound of people talking.

"Huh? Why aren't you leaving? ”

The man in the long shirt called Zhou Hao had a Browning pistol on his right hand, and he poured himself a glass of wine casually, and looked up at Du Sheng diagonally opposite him in slight surprise.

"Stupid people don't want to go!"

Du Sheng scolded in his heart speechlessly, he didn't dare to move at this time, in case he caused a misunderstanding from the other party when he moved, and raised his hand to give him a shot, it would be sad.

He sat by the window and accidentally saw at least a dozen people outside, all wearing the same tunics as Zhou Hao killed the three people, and everyone was holding a gun murderously.

Now even if Zhou Hao lets him go, Du Sheng doesn't dare to act rashly.

Uniform blue tunic, daring to openly commit murder on the street in the French Concession, Du Sheng immediately guessed the identity of the group of people downstairs.

It is precisely because of this that he does not dare to go out easily.

That group of people are unscrupulous, arrogant, and cruel, even Shanghai bigwigs like Feng Jingyao dare not provoke easily, let alone him?